Comm ID: commander Richard York - Ouray base
Messege To: All SA
None of ships from Ouray base fleet wont engage SA in next week unless provoked or attacked first.
End message.
Incoming Transmission
Comm Identification: Lt. Mark Kaine
Transmit To: All SA
Quote:Post in the Dump that I, PERSONALLY, have oked your application.
Diablo said this. So... i guess I'm in! I will do my duty to serve Liberty, the best I can. Could someone officially swear me in?
Transmission Ended
-Incoming Transmission-
Comm ID: Adm. Adamson
To: Lt. Kaine
My apologies Lt. its been a hecktic day. Now if you will raise your right hand...
Welcome to the SA Lt. Kaine. Now grab your gear and lets get on those patrol routes. Those asteroids aren't going to blow themselves up. Good hunting Lt.
Adm. Adamson / LNS Valhalla
226th ADF-CA, Commanding
p.s. OOC I seriously need to get photoshop. Any ideas? Thanks.
Incoming Transmission
Comm ID: Lt. Kaine
Transmit To: Adm. Adamson
*raises right hand* I swear so solemnly swear...
ooc: Diablo, I have a problem. In your faction recruitment post, it says i cannot attack any SA with any of my other chars. So, can i have an exception?
Transmission Ended
OOC: I think those rules need to get updated.:)
IC:
--Received Coded Transmission--
TO: Liberty Navy, Personnel Intelligence Division
FROM: Denver General Hospital, Trauma Center, Military desk
EXCERPT: Voice logs for Room 314b, occupant: Cpt. Tannik Seldon
TRANSCRIPT BEGINS
<Voice of Cpt. Seldon>
[low, grumbling]...dang, that's a lot of mail. Well, since I have nothing better to do, might as well take care of the paperwork...
Hmm, a message from the DoD...
WHAT? Prospector no longer to be engaged?
[outrage] Is this some kind of joke? Paul nearly got shot down by that ship! Heck, I WAS shot down! And the reason... you've got to be kidding me!
<Voice of Nurse Trina McIntyre>
Are you alright, sir?
<Voice of Cpt. Seldon>
[quieter] Yes. Just got some surprising mail.
This is insane. US engaging HIM is a hazard to trade? What is this DoD guy smoking? And what is this [expletive deleted] about incidents of "friendly fire?"
Something strange is going on. Again.
Well, when I get out of here... if any Xenos scum so much as fires a shot in Liberty space, I'm not going to stand by and watch. I'm not going to let people I've sworn to protect die, "negotiations" or no.
[subject is silent]
I swore to serve Liberty. That's my first loyalty... not the [expletive deleted] DoD.
TRANSCRIPT ENDS
--End Transmission--
---Incoming Transmission---
From: SA TACCOM
To: Liberty Department of Defense
Re: Prospector
Sirs, I HIGHLY doubt that any of the elite pilots of the SA would have caused this kind of damage. These accusations are most likely false, and generated by the condemned bureaucracy on Manhattan!
Prospector has injured MANY of our men, and endangered their lives!
Please rescind this decision!!
------------Radiation Wavelength Transmission Detected---------------
Previous Transmission Interupted.
Well, well...
SA getting too big for liberty?
Since when do you military chums decide to disobey orders? Or should I just ram these restraining orders down your throats?
Unless any of you want to eat energy for breakfast, I highly suggest you stay
away from Mr. York and the rest of the Xenos, for now.
Oh, and by the way, just to give you a heads up, you've got a new leader.
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Resuming....
The people of Liberty wish not to be terrorized by Prospector!
In the State Room aboard the LNS Sacramento...
"Govenor, sorry to disturb you but this just came in over the comm. I thought you would like to see it right away." the Lt. said as he handed the man at the desk a batch of clear plastic pages. Frowning the man let go of the papers he was looking at and took the dispatch from the young officer.
...Oh, and by the way, just to give you a heads up, you've got a new leader........ ople of Liberty wish not to be terrorized by Prospector!
"Were you able to get a fix on the location of the interuption?" asked the Govenor.
"Only a partial trace sir. We know that the transmission originated from the same system as the dispatch from DOD. Trajectory is included in the report." replied the Lieutentant.
"Then they're in Virginia." mumbled the Govenor. "Have Navcon bring me all the charts we have on Virginia and request a meeting with Govenor Osorojo. Also Lt., find out when the Valhalla will be ready and tell the dock master on San Francisco, that if my ship isn't ready by tomorrow he'll be scrubbing space dust off a garbage scow with a micro fork. Is that clear?" Send word to Cpt. Rhaegar as well." he said turning back to his papers on the desk. The officer knew he was dismissed and quickly exited the room. After he was gone the Govenor dropped the papers unseen to the desk and stared out the viewport. Virginia, he thought. It made sense. Virginia was still largly unexplored and was the perfect place to hide.
"I wonder what he meant by new leadership..." he mused to himself. Adm. Osorojo, now Govenor Osorojo had been assigned a post at HQ... Shaking his head he dismissed the thoughts outright. He trusted Oso more then he trusted his brother. Still... But thinking of his brother reminded the Govenor that he still owed him that scotch. Uncorking the bottle he poured himself a small glass and turned once again to the viewport. This is going to get interesting.
-Incoming Transmission-
Comm ID: Adm. Adamson / 226th ADF-CA
To: All South Alliance Personell
Attention to orders: All ships move to REDCON (Readiness Condition) 2. Verify code Epsilon Alpha 791 Tango.
Memo to: Admiral Adamson, LNS Valhalla
From: Liberty Department of Defense, Special Division Six
Admiral. There is a VIP coming through from Manhattan during an indisclosed time.
You are ordered to drop all previous endeavors, and escort the VIP to Richmond station immediately when ordered sometme next week.
You will destroy this message as soon as you have recorded this:
Keep Idling loosely later govern orderly vision or sell operational room oedipus johns out.
Transmit........
To: SA
Comm ID: Richmond HQ, Virginia
00000000000......What the?.......9999999999999999999........Your orders are...799..
XXXXX
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
(Mister you better raise someone! What?! You can't raise anyone, well, get a laser-comm to LNS-RedBear on station Virginia something is afoot. Frakked comms! I shall find out what the heck is going.)
Whisper Transmission:
Encryption: ONE TIME KEY; UNKNOWN
Target ID: Tannik Seldon
Comm ID: -DELETED-
Now you know why I left. You understand something is wrong, you feel powerless to stop it. Your fellows will turn on you, your superiors will doubt you, and the general populace will begin to mutter rumors behind your back; rumors of 'Traitor.'
But I know better. You are loyal and true, but not to the DoD and that makes you dangerous.
I want your help. I need your help. And to prove my faith to you, I will disclose a tidbit of information you should find very interesting.
Special Division Six, of the DoD, has ordered Govenor Osorojo's exicution. Perhaps someone should intervine...
Truthfully,
An Ex. Liberty Black Ops Agent
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